She asked if I’m really this clever
She seems to really wanna know, might let her
Won’t regret it
But tonight might dine! !
Flash images getting mixed with nights where I repented
And projected, mentally, her heart is apprehended…
Let me spin with these lyrics that you help me find…
Fingertips curress you slowly until chills run down your spine….
Although this brings a rush, I tend to take my time………
I want you, but first can I hydrate your mind?
Until you wetter then the mountain climbed…..
Like a Mime, I swear to only use my hands
But she wasn’t ready for the way I use this pen….
And I know you afraid of undermining men…..
So excuse me for my two sense “2 cents” (Touching & Looking this way)
Cause this Women is a dime though!
And even when she on her guard
She’s no lower then a Rondo!
So……may we encounter all your dreams?
Won’t steer you wrong,
I happen to be deep…
Cause we conceive your slumbered reality
After intimacy…
And though this may not be forever
All these scriptures are apparent
She asked did I just think of this……..
I swear being passive is a talent
She’s trying to see a balance
Of what I’m capable & presenting a clever pageant…..
Listen….
I hate to talk about the bad
But those moments bring the best in you!
Excuse me for my ways,
I know this lifestyle often stresses you….
But tonight I’m gonna mention you….
A poet’s words show strength by the picture they minister!
Hope your self-worth is never miniature!
Won’t bet on forever, but we these words
Under line an integer….
A 10 described throughout 16’s,
Can I be your submarine?
As I dive towards a stream….of this propensity to all your natures!
My fingertips just savior, every drop that slides…..In between your thighs!
I’m sure you weren’t ready for what was in store, so you settle for a side!
Yet your my minds appetite throughout the night….
Your rate made you a main entrée.
You swore you wouldn’t let your heart get in the way
Copyright ©: All rights of this poem goes to Stevens Cadet. Any distribution, copying or use of this without the Author’s consent may and will lead to legal matters being taken.
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